
Almost everytime I'd think of you
I remember all the sunset moments we had
--our sweet embraces, and our retired staring with each other.
I miss you everyday
And I guess
perhaps I still love you
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two days ago, did you notice me flinch when I saw you?
I looked straight at you
but in truth I was scared that you were seeing through my eyes.
I wonder if you realized that behind the comfort of my strong irises was my inner heart
bitterly shaking
and still keeping our now-split world
that I wish I would have a chance to fix
to never end once again.
I know you could still feel my breath,
all the warmth that is whispers of promises and thoughts
I dream for us.
And our hands that would naturally fit perfectly when we're together
again
How I wish you didn't cry.
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I have kept in my heart all the poems your delicate fingers had written.
Connection fades but never the memories that made us happy.
They mean everything.
You didn't know I also cried over you, right?
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You are my favorite.
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